Forest Mischief || Relise-the-Kracken
“How about I just don’t really refer to you except saying you?” Hart replied again with a soft sigh. “Alright let’s go to your place.”
Hart wasn’t a fan of meeting people who were like her. Sometimes those who were rich wouldn’t interact kindly towards normal people, but he got used to it in the city. He played along with her, well to a degree.
“Fine,” Elise huffed. “You want to be rude, I’ll let you be rude. I’m too generous to refuse peasants their natural insolence. Ohohohoho!”
As she led the farmer on their way, each step dramatically produced a stomp.
“Now hurry up! You peasants are so slow, but I can’t let this stain!”








